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Kyle, filled with excitement and a sense of accomplishment, felt the smooth suspension of the Space motorcycle. He quickly pushed open the warehouse door, allowing a ray of morning light to enter. The red glow of Neo seeped through the crack in the door, illuminating the entire warehouse with vibrant energy, momentarily overwhelming Kyle.
He swiftly put on a face mask to shield his eyes from the intense sunlight, preparing for the upcoming ride. Skillfully twisting the throttle, the Space motorcycle smoothly drifted out of the warehouse, giving Kyle an unprecedented sense of freedom and excitement. Gently revving the engine, the motorcycle emitted a subtle yet firm hum as it steadily advanced through the ocean of yellow sand. The rising Neo, a massive red star, cast its light over the vast desert, creating a fantastical and spectacular world.
Kyle wearing a mask, crossing through the dust and the morning chill, feeling the thrill of the Space motorcycle speeding across the desert. The sound of the wind in the desert and the low roar of the motorcycle engine intertwine, creating a desolate yet captivating symphony. He rides up and down with the dunes, like a knight roaming the vast expanse of the world.
The Space motorcycle leaves a clear trail in the desert, like an elegant stroke on a vast canvas. Every grain of sand in the desert glimmers with a golden light under the morning sun, like countless tiny stars. The distant dunes present distinct warm tones in the sunlight, forming a magnificent scene.
Kyle accelerated, racing along the curves of the dunes on the Space motorcycle, kicking up clouds of sand. He felt an infinite joy and excitement, as if he was in the midst of a wild adventure in the boundless desert. In this vast expanse, he felt like the sole master, freely controlling speed and direction.
The Space motorcycle brought him not only the thrill of speed, but also a desire to explore the unknown world and pursue freedom. As the Space motorcycle soared steadily over the desert, Kyle's spirit experienced an unprecedented release, his thoughts drifting with the wind towards distant horizons, imagining the possible adventures and explorations of the future.
As the Space motorcycle soared steadily over the desert, Kyle was very satisfied with its performance. However, he knew there was still some work to be done to perfect this machine. Adding a shell and other small features will make this motorcycle even more perfect, more in line with his vision of the dream motorcycle.
Full of excitement and a sense of accomplishment, Kyle turned the Space motorcycle towards their cabin. In the distance, he saw Bozi standing at the door, waiting for his return. The Space motorcycle smoothly crossed the desert, bringing Kyle safely home.
When motorcycle approached the door, Kyle skillfully parked it next to Bozi. He quickly jumped off the motorcycle and excitedly said to Bozi, "Dad, look! I did it, my motorcycle!" His eyes sparkled with pride and joy.
Bozi smiled with satisfaction on his face, carefully observing Kyle's Space motorcycle, then turned to Kyle and patted his shoulder, saying affectionately, "Well done, child." Bozi's eyes were full of pride and approval, and he could feel the effort Kyle had put in and his love for this motorcycle.
Afterwards, Bozi walked over to the Space motorcycle and began carefully inspecting Kyle's design and configuration. His fingers lightly slid over every part of the motorcycle, feeling the details and craftsmanship of the machine. He expressed admiration for Kyle's skills and creativity, while also providing valuable suggestions and improvement ideas.
Kyle listened attentively to every word from Bozi, filled with plans and inspiration for future improvements to the motorcycle. He knew that with Bozi's guidance and support, his Space motorcycle would become even more perfect. In this moment, the father-son bond and their shared passion for mechanics tightly connected them together.
After a whole night of hard work, Kyle was feeling exhausted. His eyes were filled with tired red veins, and he couldn't help but yawn. He carefully led the Space motorcycle into the warehouse, making sure it was safely parked there. Bozi looked at Kyle with pity and concern, seeing how tired he was. He gently said to Kyle, "You've been busy all night, so today you should rest at home!"
Kyle heard Bozi's words and showed a grateful smile on his face. He nodded in agreement. After parking the motorcycle, Kyle slowly walked back to his room, his steps heavy and each one seeming particularly difficult.
When Kyle opened the door to the room, a displeased gaze instantly shot towards him, sending a chill down his spine. As he turned around, he saw Ray Jin—his chubby cat—lying on the table, looking at him with what seemed like a reproachful expression. Ray Jin was filled with dissatisfaction, seemingly complaining about Kyle not coming home all night and not keeping it company.
Kyle walked towards Ray Jin with a wry smile, gently stroking its fur in an attempt to appease the chubby cat, which was angry due to his prolonged absence. Despite Ray Jin's apparent resentment, its emotions gradually eased under Kyle's touch, and it began lazily rubbing against Kyle's hand.
Kyle felt gradually relaxed after a brief interaction with Ray Jin. He knew he needed to rest well to regain his strength. Kyle lay gently on the bed, his thoughts drifting away, and soon entered into a sweet dreamland.
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